THE LITTLE OLD LADY AND THE BET


     

A little old lady went into the Bank of Canada one day, carrying a
bag of money.  She insisted that she must speak with the president
of the bank to open a savings account because, "It's a  lot of
money!" After much hemming and hawing, the bank staff finally ushered
her into the president's office (the customer is always right!).

The bank president then asked her how much she would like to  deposit.
She replied, "$165,000!" and dumped the cash out of her bag onto his
desk.

The president was of course curious as to how she came by all this
cash, so he asked her, "Ma'am, I'm surprised you're carrying so much
cash around.  Where did you get this money?" 

The old lady replied, "I make bets." 

The president then asked, "Bets?  What kind of bets?"

The old woman said, "Well, for example, I'll bet you $25,000 that your 
balls are square."
                  
"Ha!" laughed the president, "That's a stupid bet.  You can  never win
that kind of bet!"
                  
The old lady challenged, "So, would you like to take my bet?" 

"Sure," said the president, "I'll bet $25,000 that my balls are
not square!"
                  
The little old lady then said, "Okay, but since there is a lot
of money involved, may I bring my lawyer with me tomorrow at 10:00am
as a witness?"

"Sure!" replied the confident president. 

That night, the president got very nervous about the bet and spent a
long time in front of a mirror checking his balls, turning from side
to side, again and again.  He thoroughly checked them out until he was
sure that there was absolutely no way his balls were square and that he
would win the bet.
          
The next morning, at precisely 10:00 am, the little old lady  appeared
with her lawyer at the president's office.  She introduced the lawyer
to the president and repeated the bet:  "$25,000 says the president's
balls are square!"
                  
The president agreed with the bet again and the old lady asked  him to
drop his pants so they could all see.  The president complied.
            
The little old lady peered closely at his balls and then asked if she
could feel them.
          
"Well, Okay," said the president, "$25,000 is a lot of money,  so I
guess you should be absolutely sure."  Just then, he noticed  that the
lawyer was quietly banging his head against the wall.
          
The president asked the old lady, "What the hell's the matter with your
lawyer?"

She replied, "Nothing, except I bet him $100,000 that at 10:00am today,
I'd have The Bank of Canada's president's balls in my hand."